After some final instructions and guidance, Aiden's first lecture at Olympus Academy ended.
After the lecture, each student rushed out of the lecture hall and went to the respective sites for their chosen god on the training ground.
At each site, each student was given three bottles of ambrosia infused with the divinity of their chosen god. Afterwards, they didn't hesitate to rush back to their dorm rooms.
After Aiden and Oliver arrived in their dorm room, they didn't speak to each other much and remained in their own worlds.
Aiden placed his three bottles of ambrosia on the bed as he sat down cross-legged.
He took a few deep breaths and took some extra time to prepare his mind.
The professor had already told him earlier that there isn't any danger in the Divine Ember stage and that everything would come easily, but Aiden didn't want to develop any bad habits.
If he was going to meditate and train his divinity, he would try to do it in the best possible way.
Eventually, when Aiden felt like his mind was ready, he unscrewed the bottle and brought it to his lips.
Soon, the golden liquid poured into his mouth.
'Delicious,' Aiden thought.
He wanted to describe it as delicious, but ambrosia, the food of the gods, went beyond the simple sensation of taste.
Aiden felt his very being savoring the moment and the sensation that came with it.
Aiden had never done drugs before, but he was sure that even they couldn't beat this feeling.
A soothing sensation warmed his entire body, but at the same time, Aiden was flooded with a sense of boundless strength.
For a while, he felt like he could crush mountains and fling continents with just a move of his hand. It was just an illusion, but that was how terrifying divinity felt to a Divine Descendant.
As time went by, Aiden eventually came to his senses. He quickly realized that now was not the time to become lost in his false illusion of strength but to focus on controlling divinity.
Divinity that is not properly absorbed can only be wasted.
Aiden focused up, concentrating on drawing the divinity that was now spreading wildly throughout his body and concentrating it in his already divine blood.
If one looked at Aiden's body, they could see countless tiny golden strands wiggling around and feeding their way back to Aiden's blood cells before condensing and merging with them, giving them a faint golden hue.
But the job wasn't over yet.
Aiden; 's mind concentrated and groped around in his body before it locked into a faint space. his mind was sucked in and found pure black space illuminated by the faint flickering wisp of deep crimson fame.
Seeing this Aiden smiled. He had found it, his inner space ad ember of creation
Finding the faint crimson flicker deep within his body, Aiden started to control his divinity to flow towards the flicker. With each passing minute, the flicker seemed to get more and more lively, jumping around and turning a bright reddish gold.
Aiden continued in this mystical state for an unknown amount of time before he felt a slightly painful ache occurring in his veins, causing him to stop his training.
Right now, his veins were completely saturated with divinity, and he would have to stop training for the short term until his veins recovered.
This was nothing to worry about, as the professor had told him that this was something that would naturally occur within all Divine Descendants once they officially began their practice.
As Aiden got up, he looked over towards Oliver and saw that he was still deep in meditation.
Not wanting to disturb him, Aiden stretched his body a little and decided to head to the training ground.
The training camp had no curfew that he currently knew of, and now that he had increased his divinity and strength after training, Aiden wanted to practice his archery again to really test his new limits!
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Aiden walked out of his dorm and was greeted by the cold night air.
He had never been outside at the academy this late, and even if he had been outside, it was never this quiet.
Because all the other trainees were stuck inside meditating and training, it created an almost deathly silence that was quite unsettling.
Aiden didn't dwell on it too much and headed to the training ground, picking up a bow and several sets of arrows before heading towards the shooting range. But as Aiden arrived at the entrance to the shooting range, he suddenly paused. No, it would be best to say he was stunned.
The sight in front of him completely took the young man's breath away.
Aiden watched, stunned, as a beautiful figure stood there under the cold glow of the moon.
The beautiful figure wasn't human—or at least not completely.
Wolf-like ears poked out from her hair on the top of her head, and a bushy tail swung with the wind.
But despite all this, what caught Aiden's attention the most was her striking silver hair.
It was beautiful and enchanting, flowing down her back like liquid moonlight.
The mysterious girl wasn't just standing there but was instead performing a set of archery moves that left Aiden breathless.
He watched as she calmly nocked three different arrows before firing them all at once.
The arrows soared through the air, twisting and twirling with a graceful, smooth, fluid motion.
The arrows overlapped and crossed each other before nailing into the target.
The beautiful young lady continued to shoot three arrows simultaneously, constantly sending out arrows in flashes of silver that seemed almost like parts of the moonlight itself!
The scene was almost otherworldly, as if he had stumbled upon a moment that wasn't meant to be seen—a perfect harmony between the young woman, her bow, and the night.
Aiden almost felt like an intruder in a sacred space, where the moon itself watched over this lone, silver-haired archer practicing her art.
What was truly scary was that despite showing enough force to crack stone, each arrow that landed was deceptively silent.
This wasn't archery for sport or theatrics.
It was archery designed for one thing: bloody hunting.